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The event was scheduled for the afternoon, so Su Qinghe wasn't in a hurry and slept until after nine in the morning before leisurely getting up.

After getting up and washing up, she changed into a little dress that Jiang Che had prepared for her in advance.

It was a light champagne-colored satin dress with a V-neck design and a hemline that fell just above the knee. It was simple and elegant, yet exuded just the right amount of grace.

Compared to the gorgeous white dress she wore at the previous welcome party, this one is indeed much simpler, but it still makes her look gentle and refined.

Jiang Che stood at the door of the dressing room, taking in the sight of the girl in front of him repeatedly adjusting her skirt in front of the mirror.

"How is it?" Su Qinghe turned around and asked him nervously.

"You look great." Jiang Che walked over and reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. "You look even better than at the welcome party."

"Really?" Su Qinghe's eyes lit up.

"Really." Jiang Che nodded, his expression very serious. "They're all the same age, you don't need to use your age advantage to attack them. Actually, you just need to stand there, and they'll be able to see your strength as the newly crowned campus belle of Peking University."

Su Qinghe was amused by him, and her initial tension dissipated considerably.

Seeing that it was still early, the two of them tried out some uniform play in the dressing room.

After lunch, Jiang Che personally escorted her to the music club's activity venue—the multi-functional concert hall in the Peking University Art Building.

Before you even reach the door, you can hear faint music coming from inside.

It was a Chopin nocturne, its melody melodious and graceful, drifting out from the half-open door, casting an artistic atmosphere over the entire corridor.

Su Qinghe's pace slowed down unconsciously.

Jiang Che noticed her change and turned to look at her. "Nervous?"

"A little bit." Su Qinghe honestly admitted, "Although it's an internal club exchange, it's still a proper campus event, and there will definitely be quite a few spectators coming to watch for credits."

As she spoke, Su Qinghe peeked inside through the crack in the door.

By this time, quite a few members had already arrived.

Most of the boys were dressed in suits and ties, while the girls wore dresses or long skirts, creating a scene reminiscent of high society.

They stood in twos and threes, holding champagne glasses and talking quietly, their manners elegant and proper.

This is hardly a club gathering; it's clearly a small-scale high society cocktail party.

Su Qinghe suddenly felt that her dress wasn't formal enough.

"I should have worn the white one..." she muttered to herself.

Jiang Che heard this and smiled, "You look good in anything, you don't need to care about others."

He took her hand and squeezed it gently. "Go on, I'll be watching you from behind."

Su Qinghe took a deep breath and nodded.

The two people pushed open the door and went inside.

The moment the door opened, the previously noisy space suddenly fell silent for a moment.

All eyes were on the two people standing at the door.

To be precise, it fell on Su Qinghe.

She wore a champagne-colored gown, her long hair styled in a loose bun, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears, making her appear both gentle and aloof.

Her delicate features appeared exceptionally captivating under the soft lighting, and she exuded an unparalleled elegance.

Shen Yue, the president of the music club, was the first to react.

He put down his wine glass and walked towards Su Qinghe with a smile.

"Qinghe is here." His gaze lingered on Su Qinghe for two seconds, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes. "You look beautiful today."

Su Qinghe nodded slightly. "Thank you, President."

Shen Yue then looked at Jiang Che beside her, "Jiang, you're here too? Although today is an internal club meeting, my previous promise still stands, and a seat has been reserved for you in the audience."

Jiang Che smiled and said, "Thank you."

"It's alright, it's only natural for classmates to look after each other."

Shen Yue turned around and gestured towards the center of the concert hall. "The exchange meeting is about to begin. Qinghe, we've arranged for you to be first. Are you ready?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghe's body stiffened slightly.

The first one?

She originally thought she would be in the middle or towards the back, but the president of the company arranged for her to be in the opening position.

This... is a bit stressful.

Shen Yue seemed to sense her nervousness and smiled to reassure her, "Don't be nervous. You're the piano prodigy who rose to fame at the welcome party. Everyone is looking forward to your performance."

Su Qinghe pursed her lips and said nothing.

Jiang Che squeezed her hand and gave her an encouraging look.

Su Qinghe grasped his hand in return, took a deep breath, and nodded. "Ready."

"That's good."

Shen Yue nodded in satisfaction, then turned and walked towards the center of the concert hall.

Su Qinghe released Jiang Che's hand and followed him over.

Jiang Che didn't follow, but instead walked to the rest area next door and found a corner to sit down.

He picked up a glass of soda, and as he drank, his gaze swept across the crowd and landed on the grand piano in the center of the stage.

Su Qinghe was adjusting the height of the piano bench, her movements calm and unhurried, showing no trace of the tension she had just displayed.

Jiang Che nodded with satisfaction. Although this girl was prone to nervousness, she could always stay calm in crucial moments.

More and more people filled the concert hall, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Some people noticed Jiang Che in the corner and whispered a few words, but their attention was quickly drawn to the commotion on the stage.

At this moment, Shen Yue was already standing next to the piano, holding a microphone and speaking to the audience:

"Everyone, welcome to the music club's first exchange meeting of the semester."

"Today our theme is 'Classics and Innovation,' and we hope everyone can share their understanding and insights about music here."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Su Qinghe in front of the piano.

"First, let's give a warm round of applause to Su Qinghe for her opening performance—Liszt's 'The Bell'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a round of applause erupted from the audience.

Su Qinghe sat on the piano bench, her fingers gently resting on the black and white keys.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

What came to mind was the sentence Jiang Che said in the library.

"You play the piano to make yourself happy, not because others want to see you play difficult pieces."

Yes, she did it for herself.

To prove to Teacher Xie that I have grown up.

And also to prove to herself that she was no longer the Su Qinghe who needed to hide behind him.

Opening her eyes, Su Qinghe's fingers landed on the piano keys.

The first note rang out.

Crisp and bright, like a small pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

Immediately afterwards, the musical notes poured out like pearls falling onto a plate, so fast that it was almost impossible to see the movement of her fingers.

The melody rises and falls, sometimes soaring and passionate, sometimes gentle and melodious, fully showcasing the gorgeous and skillful beauty of the piece "Zhong".

The concert hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's attention was drawn to her performance.